Wednesday, February 24, 2010


I'm not an animal lover. I know, I know. It's not that I don't like them, I have just never been a big lover of animals. We always had a dog growing up and I liked having them around but I don't ever remember playing with them much. (I guess with 8 brothers and sisters I always had someone to entertain me.)

This is Molly.

Molly is our dog, we think. We did not buy Molly. She was not given to us. We like to say that Molly adopted us.

Before moving into our current home 6 years ago, we lived on 40+ acres. We always had cows and I loved watching the little calves frolicking in the pasture. We also had poultry houses. About the time we started building the poultry houses this stray dog started coming around. My husband didn't pay much attention for awhile because we lived by the landfill (city dump) and we figured someone dumped another dog. But she stayed around and stayed around so my husband started putting food out. Slowly she befriended my husband and then the rest of us. That was at least 10 years ago. She is still hanging out with us.

See all of the gray. She was gray when she adopted us. We don't know how old she is. We do know that she has been beaten in her life. For years after she came around, any time we picked anything up (water hose, newspaper, stick, etc.) she would cower away from us. So sad. She is no longer afraid of us or anyone that comes to our home. But she is terrified of storms and gun shots and fireworks. She is an outside dog but my son often leaves the garage door open 6 or 7 inches so she can come in when it rains or when it is cold. She has a doghouse, with a light for heat, on our back patio. Sometimes she uses it, sometimes she doesn't.

I know Molly is very old and there has been a couple of times this winter that I thought we were going to lose her.  And . . . I was very sad. So, maybe I am becoming an animal lover after all.

Take Care and God Bless.


Larry said...

We know you love her. You can't hide it.:)

Melanie said...

She looks like such a sweet dog.
When we got our dog, Lilly, from the animal shelter last year, she was so scared. She would hide under the table when I'd get the broom out to sweep the floor. She's finally doing better now, but it's so sad to think of what she may have went through before she came to live with us. They have a way of working themselves into your heart, don't they?

Vicki said...

Cows, little calves, poultry...and you say you weren't an animal lover?? And then this sweet gal. I just caught up on here and learned what happened to her. But I believe she adopted you for a reason....

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